Friday, February 4, 2011

Hooray! The weekend!

At the end of my week, I am so happy to see Friday waiting for me, like a faithful friend. I will take my time over a bit of breakfast and go to yoga class. Perhaps the hair dresser will cut and color my unruly mop. And I will plan the upcoming week of classes. I feel like a woman of leisure, with even time to ponder the furniture and other stuff I would like for our new place. However, I still don't know exactly when we will close. We have not received the loan papers and haven't got an exact date, so I won't actually be able to go buy the washing machine, toilet, air conditioner, etc. But I expect it to be soon. I don't anticipate any roadblocks. Still, what do I know?

About Me

It feels odd to tell people, when they ask you what you do, that you are a poet. It is of course not a proper profession, if by "proper" one means a job that brings in money.
It is most certainly an occupation though. Reading, writing, going to poetry events make up a sizable percentage of my life.